Cold White Sheets / Empty Bed

Is it you who decides if my time's well spent?
Because I didn't leave my room today again
(Time will spent)
I could ramble on for hours if the topic fit my interest
(Time will spent)

And lately all my words are choked back down
Or delivered as a whisper just to compliment the silence
Of the cold white sheets on my empty bed
Much too big of a space for the state I'm in
There's nothing going on in my empty head
Much too small of a space
For the books I've read to remain, to remain

You decide
State I'm in
Silence
Remain
All my words are
Silence
Remain
All my words
Whisper empty
Silence
Remain